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Not me back from the dead with the most self indulgent fic you ever did see. Is it ooc? Probably. Do I care? Also probably but I’m still posting it ✌️ s5 spoilers bc,, it’s Peter
Five snuck out of her dorm, glancing around to make sure nobody else was around. The corridor was dimly lit, and one would have to squint to see the numbers etched on the dorms. Luckily for Five, she knew where she was going without having to check the numbers. She knocked softly at one of the doors, then stepped into the room, shutting the door behind her. “Hey.”
Peter looked over, his face lighting up when he saw Five. “Hey,” he echoed, his brow furrowing slightly in concern. "Is something wrong?" He asked quietly, in the soft, gentle tone that was reserved just for her. He sat on his bed, patting the empty space next to him.
She shook her head, sitting down beside him. She drew her legs up onto the bed, resting her head on his shoulder. “I just wanted to see you,” Five murmured, giving him a soft smile. “That alright with you?”
With the confirmation that she was alright, he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer, planting a kiss on her forehead. “Fine by me.” Peter moved back a bit on the bed, moving Five with him. “Always a pleasure seeing you.”
Her smile broadened as she situated herself on his lap, draping her arms over his shoulders. Her legs wrapped themselves around him, and she pressed her forehead against his, gazing into his eyes. “Maybe I should drop by more often.”
“Maybe you should.” He leaned forward to kiss her, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist. Her lips were soft and warm, and tasted of the vanilla chapstick she liked to use. Sweet. Just like her.
Five smiled against his lips, her eyes fluttering shut. She buried a hand in his hair, lightly gripping his soft curls, his stubble rubbing against her face. She broke the kiss after a few more beats to instead kiss his cheek, then leaned forward, her arms hooked around his neck as she rested her forehead against his shoulder.
Peter turned his head to press his lips to her temple, moving a hand to stroke her hair. Kisses and cuddles tonight, it seemed. And he was more than happy to indulge her. He pushed Five onto her back, hovering over her for just a moment before flopping down beside her and draping an arm over her.
She squeaked at the sudden change of positions, but she wasn’t complaining. She pressed her back against him, grasping his hand and pulling it tighter around her. She brought his hand to her lips, gently kissing his knuckles before releasing her hold on him, a smile on her face.
Peter buried his face into her neck, inhaling deeply. He grabbed her hips and pulled her closer, then wrapped an arm around her, interlocking his fingers with hers. He nuzzled his face against her neck, trailing a few kisses up to her jawbone.
She giggled softly, the gentle pressure of his lips and the stubble brushing against her neck tickling the sensitive skin. Five rolled over in his arms, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. “C’mere,” she murmured, pulling him against her, her hands in his hair and her legs wrapped around him.
He let out a quiet noise of surprise, gazing up at the woman before him. He smiled at her, looking rather lovestruck. If he hadn’t already known that he was completely and utterly devoted to her, he would’ve realized in that moment.
She cupped his face in her hands, her eyes full of adoration. “Beautiful,” she breathed, brushing one of his cheeks with her thumb. “You’re so beautiful.” She kissed his forehead, then pulled his head into her chest again, stroking his hair.
Beautiful. She had called him beautiful. Peter’s heart swelled with emotion, burying his face deeper into her chest as his cheeks flushed. He could feel her fingers tangling themselves in his hair, soothing and rhythmic.
“Hey,” she spoke after a few beats of silence, “I love you.” That wasn’t enough, not nearly enough. No words could fully express what she felt for him. “You mean everything to me. I would gladly set this whole township ablaze for you.” She nuzzled her nose into his hair, unable to stop smiling.
“Love you, too.” Those were words he never thought would leave his lips. Never did he imagine that he would feel so strongly about one person, let alone the feeling be reciprocated. “I would do anything for you.” Everything he’d known, everything he’d been taught, it all vanished when he thought about her. He was enough for someone. He was loved. That was all he had ever wanted.
Five shut her eyes, sighing contentedly. “You’re absolutely perfect. There isn’t a single thing about you that I’d change,” she murmured sleepily, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” She spoke with such conviction, giving him a gentle squeeze. It was still hard for her to believe that she had him in her life. That he was hers. That she wasn’t alone.
“I- christ, Five, you can’t just say that,” Peter mumbled with a soft, humorless laugh. “You deserve better than me, you know that.”
“Hey. Don’t say that about the person I love.” Her tone was firm, but gentle, her fingers still weaving through his hair. “There’s nobody better than you. Nobody. And even if there was, I wouldn’t want them. I want you.”
His heart fluttered in his chest, and he responded by nuzzling against her, tucking his head under her chin. Peter closed his eyes, and he idly traced shapes onto the bare skin of her back. After a minute or so, he delicately traced the words ‘I love you’ on her skin, his movements becoming a bit slower as he dozed off.
She smiled, kissing the top of his head again, then repositioning herself so his head was nestled under her chin. “I love you, too,” she mumbled, already half-asleep. Five was out rather quickly after that, her hands still buried in his hair.
Peter breathed a laugh through his nose, settling on slowly rubbing a hand up and down her back when he became too drowsy to continue tracing shapes and letters. He felt her breathing even out, and gave her a gentle squeeze, earning a squeeze back from her in her sleep. A wave of exhaustion washed over him, and he joined Five in blissful sleep.
